Chapter 9 Reactions from all parties
Not long after, the general manager of the Xianwu Battle Hall in Jiangyou Province, the Pure Yang Immortal, arrived, checked the traces of the battle, and did not leave.

At the same time, he drove away all the immortal-level cultivators who came here and forbade them to touch Meiling, making this place a restricted area temporarily managed by the Xianwu Battle Hall.

They were puzzled by the direct clearing of the area, but since a land immortal from the Xianwu Battle Hall died here, they had to get to the bottom of it. This was also a reasonable thing to do, and others did not want to bear the wrath of the Xianwu Battle Hall.

But just two hours later, people from Tianjian Mountain showed up! Their open appearance in Meiling was simply a provocation!
It is unreasonable to say that your people from Tianjian Mountain killed the monks from Xianwu Battle Hall. Now you are showing up at the murder scene, which is simply showing off your power.

Under normal circumstances, one should wait for the people from the Xianwu Battle Hall to come to hold the person accountable, discuss a solution, whether it is a life for a life or compensation, give an explanation, and finally shake hands and make peace.

In a word, big powers all care about their reputation. No matter what kind of friction and conflict there is, they will not openly engage in large-scale conflicts.

No matter how much they curse you behind your back or even want to kill your whole family, you still have to smile on the surface, acting like harmony brings wealth, as if telling the world: It's no big deal.

"How shameless! The swords of your Tianjian Mountain are indeed sharp, but are the fists of my Xianwu Mountain weak? This is ridiculous. You said that the Tianjiao of your Tianjian Mountain has also disappeared? Who would believe it? It's just an excuse!"

As expected, such provocative behavior angered the Pure Yang Immortal of the Xianwu Battle Hall. Without saying a word, he attacked and injured several sword cultivators from Tianjian Mountain, and a fierce battle broke out with the leader.

With just a few moves, the area within a ten-mile radius of Meiling Yuehu Gorge was directly reduced to ruins...

Chaos is the only word that can be used to describe Meiling now. The original scenic area and wilderness forest have long lost their original appearance, and no outsiders are allowed to enter within a radius of 100 miles.

More and more people came from Xianwu Battle Hall and Tianjian Mountain, and the situation has been deadlocked. Both sides directly turned Meiling into a restricted area, as if they were going to fight to the death.

Whenever other forces want to enter, both sides will work together to drive them out!
If the power of the two major forces really erupts, the only one in the entire continent that can come forward to mediate is the Bodhi Sect, and the three major forces will be the top existences in the Chinese region.

The chaos in Meiling area is no longer possible for forces below the level of immortals on land to participate. However, for ordinary people, life seems to be no different except that there are more immortals flying overhead recently and they can no longer go to Meiling for fun.

Of course, Wang Xuan is not included among these ordinary people.

In the teahouse, Wang Xuan had just sat down for less than a minute when a flying vehicle arrived and Senior Brother Chen Qingniu came in hurriedly.

"what happened!"

The matter of Meiling seems to be a mystery until now. The only person who knows about the matter in this martial arts hall in Yuzhang City is the owner.

And now, the person in trouble is the owner of the museum.

Wang Xuan told his anxious senior brother Chen Qingniu what happened in Meiling. The drunken immortal who usually wore a sword and was in a cool manner was gone, and only the anxious Chen Qingniu was left.

"The owner of the hall is very concerned about Yuehu Gorge in Meiling? Is he worried because the sword cultivator from Tianjian Mountain is going there? So it was at Meiling that they encountered each other and the two of them fought?" Chen Qingniu opened his eyes wide.

Wang Xuan nodded: "Not bad."

"Is the museum owner alive or dead?" Chen Qingniu clenched his hands.

"Maybe it has already been defeated." Wang Xuan sighed, took out the tiny piece of debris and placed it on the tea table.

"Tianjian Mountain! Tianjian Mountain!" Chen Qingniu's eyes were full of bloodshot, and his fingers trembled as he picked up the fragments. This was the protective armor that the museum owner relied on very much. It was originally a treasure from heaven, but now it had turned into fragments. He naturally knew what the result would be.

"Who is that person?!" He gritted his teeth. He had never seen his senior brother Wang Xuan in such a state before.

Wang Xuan naturally knew the appearance of the young swordsman clearly. He remembered the hatred between the two of them to his core, and he had recorded it on his personal terminal when they met last time.

"It's him, the Sword Immortal Zhao Hao? It turns out to be him!" Chen Qingniu drew his sword, grasped the blade of the long sword, and blood continued to flow out.

"If I don't kill you, I will not be a human being! I will use your head as a blood sacrifice!"

Wang Xuan left, and the storm gradually swept across the entire Yuzhang City. He was a cultivator of the first realm, but had a close relationship with the storm. If he showed up again, he would surely end up being torn to pieces.

At this time, he had to lie dormant, find a safe place, and quietly improve his strength. And Yuzhang City happened to have a place suitable for him, that is the Xianwu Battle Hall.

If he could become a coach, he would be assigned a house in the Xianwu Battle Hall and stay in the martial arts hall 24 hours a day, with absolute security. No one would dare to break in and do something bad to him, otherwise it would be like trampling the face of the Xianwu Battle Hall into the dirt!

Wang Xuan, who didn't want to hang around anymore, sent a message to Leng Feng of the hunting team, saying that he had some problems and could not participate in the mission in the short term, and naturally would not go to tomorrow's hunting operation.

Facing the complaints from the hunting team members, Wang Xuan could only apologize again and again. When the captain asked if they needed help, Wang Xuan shook his head, not wanting to drag them down.

After he left, Chen Qingniu drank a pot of wine, laughed wildly, and headed towards the Meiling area.

Before leaving, he took out his personal terminal and sent a message: Master, my father is dead, killed by Zhao Hao, I must find him and fight him to the death! If I can't take revenge, I am not a son!
The owner of the martial arts gym is actually his biological father, which is something most people in the gym don’t know.

"Become stronger! Become stronger! Only by becoming stronger can I kill Zhao Hao! Avenge the museum owner!" Wang Xuan kept saying to himself on the way home.

The contact with such powerful fighting power and the sense of crisis that followed made Wang Xuan wish he could possess powerful fighting power immediately.

No one wants to have their life decided by others, let alone pass through the gates of hell again and again, where even surviving is a matter of luck.

Even if a strong person stands in front of the gate of hell, the little ghosts guarding the gate have to bow down and take the initiative to move the gate of hell away and stay far away, for fear that the gate will be broken down.

But how can I become stronger?
Wang Xuan returned home and lay on the bed in the bedroom. The problem was right in front of him and needed to be solved urgently, but there was no good solution.

As soon as I thought about it, the personal panel appeared in my mind.

Name: Wang Xuan

Age: twenty-four
Height: 1.78 meters

Weight: 90 kg

……

Skills: Minor success of Hunyuan Posture (can be accelerated), Minor success of Jinzhongzhao (can be accelerated), Major success of Mangniuquan (can be accelerated), Second level of Shengshengbuxigong (can be accelerated)...

Source: 1,350

Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat when he looked at the final source point value. It was actually so much! Compared to the 100 units of source power he had obtained with great difficulty before, he was now truly wealthy.

In other words, when Mei Ling came into contact with the armor fragments, even if he did not absorb all of the source power in it, he still gained 1,280 points of source power.

From this we can also see how precious that broken heavenly treasure is!
With so much source power, Wang Xuan felt a strong confidence in his heart. This was enough for him to upgrade the Everlasting Life Skill to the seventh level, allowing him to directly cultivate to the Blood Exchange Realm, right?
The level of blood transfusion is enough to be called a martial arts master. The human body has reached a magical level, and even the body can withstand pistol bullets. The life level is beyond that of ordinary people.

At that time, he already had a certain ability to protect himself.

However, the source power value does not represent strength! Wang Xuan felt uncomfortable when he thought about his lack of money. The opportunity to improve was right in front of him, but because he had no cultivation materials, he could not take medicine to replenish his blood and energy, and could not use the accelerator.

Money, money, money! Wang Xuan is not obsessed with money, but he also needs money to assist his practice!

A bottle of Hundred Herbs Liquid allows him to use ten points of source power to accelerate, and a bottle of Hundred Herbs Liquid is worth two hundred thousand star dollars, which means that he needs to consume twenty thousand star dollars to use one unit of source power.

The 1,350 units of source power in his hand would require more than 20 million star coins, which was equivalent to his total income for two years. The key point was that he simply couldn't afford that much money right now.

"I have no money on me, so am I still obsessed with spending it after I earn it? Can't I just borrow it?" Wang Xuan couldn't help but blame himself for being stubborn.

Taking out his personal terminal, Wang Xuan contacted Li Daoming. Before he could speak, Li Daoming's lazy voice came over.

"Tell me how much money you want to borrow."

(This book has been overhauled. If there are some inexplicable flaws, I hope you will tolerate them.)
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